I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 72

Isabella was shocked and speechless as she stared at Natasha.

They had always been open about everything, but Natasha had never

mentioned being pregnant.

“How is that possible? I see you every week…” Isabella tried to comprehend.

Natasha lit a cigarette and remarked casually, “I aborted the child on Monday

and was back at the store to work on Friday.”

Isabella’s heart skipped a beat. She clenched the clothes in her hands tightly.

“Dariel… he.

“He’s a b*stard.” Natasha took a deep drag from her cigarette. She was still

smiling, but her tone was icy. “But he’s a b*stard who keeps his promises.”

Abort the child, and you’ll get 100 million.

The coldness of those words made Isabella shiver when she thought about it,

let alone what Natasha had to face firsthand.

“That’s enough. Don’t be sad.” Natasha helped fix Isabella’s hair before patting

her shoulder. “I don’t feel anything anymore. Now, I’m only interested in

money.”

Isabella shrugged, and her expression was calm as she changed the subject

quickly. “Are there handsome guys here?”

“Yes!” Natasha clicked her tongue twice before leaning in and hooking her

arm around Isabella’s shoulder. “The second young master of Cliffgate

Construction has a striking appearance, but when he gets on stage and

starts to move his waist… it’s just incredible!”

“I’ll wear a mask later and try to flirt with him.” Isabella laughed.

“Hurry! Otherwise, he will soon be snatched up.” Natasha clapped, and she

seemed unaffected by the previous conversation as she swayed slightly with

of

emotions, as Natasha

Instead, she focused on choosing

checking her makeup.

more exchanges, the atmosphere returned to

embraced her as they left, and they were

masks.

for not getting intimate with others, you can do whatever you

today. Don’t hold

aren’t here to avoid

others.” Isabella chuckled.

laughed and playfully tapped Isabella’s butt. “Whatever.

you can’t, don’t

Humans were primal.

stairs

their way down. She could tell

even though half of their face was

men kissed their hands. Both sides

before entering the dance floor together.

was even proficient

her injured foot didn’t hinder her much in pole dancing since

less contact with the ground.

while dancing joyfully for

spot of the pole dance performer

being ashamed while wearing a mask and effortlessly

executed daring moves.

nearly lifted the roof. A group of men surrounded

eyes were gleaming through their masks, almost wishing to devour

Isabella.

her face covered, it emphasized

lips and her outfit accentuated her figure.

and they left the onlookers

performance, some men attempted to join the dance

up retreating in

entire

her lips, and this action was projected

shot. Her lips and tongue

sweat from her dancing and

the bar for a drink.

made way for her as if she were the center of the

her cautiously. “A drink with a lower

a little.” Isabella nodded.

bartender was aware of her relationship

fruit juice in

atmosphere, Isabella felt a bit flushed, and

after a

and she downed it in

moment.